You're where all the poets go You're where all the ashes blow You're the kind of maker That makes the whole world come true My baby she's inside me now
What jesus can't fix tonight The whiskey certainly might. I must have said the lord's prayer 65 times. And thought of your face And our infinite grace
You can tell by the wind By fresh cut wood All stacked to dry That autumn's here And it makes you sad About the crumby Summer we had With pine trees
Come over here Whisper into my ear Don't waste your breath On anyone else But me. And warm Your body in bed Let us wake up and talk a while I tell you
The brake lights Are really quite lovely Thousands of souls All stopping together On the highway tonight There's no reason to cry out your eyes On the
I never cried so much You've been taking me apart You gonna put me back together? Gonna start me from the start? I've been wrecking my blood Been wrecking
Ice age Don't cry baby 'Cause we'll ride it where it goes And we'll dress up for the cold There's gonna be nice days In the ice age And I learned when
Stop joking around for one minute I'd rather cry right now And play those sad notes on the piano Let the rest of the band go home 'Cause I'll lead you
It's been fun, destroying our bodies It's been great, just being together Crash another car, smoke another cigarette Make love to all our favourites on
The happiest day I know is a Tokyo bicycle The happiest day I know is a Tokyo bicycle And it was in Paris Just past the Place des Vosges I went into
These initial shock waves can't last They're gonna wanna see the real love, soon They're gonna wanna see the real bombs in the air They're gonna wanna
Ah, people get addicted, it's a problem around here And I'm afflicted And the reports all say Something I guessed I'd have chosen not to listen Just a
Oh A sedge or siege of cranes Risk their hearts to love again Oh A float of crocodiles Tears that wash away your smile And I say That I'm alone here
You can tell by the wind By fresh cut wood All stacked to dry That autumn's here It makes you sad About the crumby Summer we had With pine trees creeking
Baby this night, this night's for us And baby, oh this night Can only be seen as yours and mine Like a blessing dear And I will bet you anything That
you are every bit a soldier i won't forget you too soon you've got pies in the oven all across the sea i'm just here fighting for our liberty that and
Clair Fontaine Who are you? I like the paper you make We were introduced By a lover of mine And now she's gone But I still have you Clair Fontaine Clair
Gather at the church Say a quiet prayer Hold each other's hands Praying that you might be there In honesty and peace With the whispers of your god Falling